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Without another word he swept her up in his arms and carried
her to the larger room with the bigger bed. And she left all her concerns
behind.

With Noah she didn’t have to worry about feeling
indifferent. She already knew he only had to kiss her and she would be ready
for him to slide into her body. And oh how she really wanted to feel his cock
inside her. Instead of taking her straight to the bed, however, he stood her on
the floor and held up his index finger for her to wait a minute.

She watched him take two blankets from the closet and hang
one on each of the mirrors in the bedroom. Then he went into the bathroom and
draped towels over the mirrors in there. Within seconds the room felt warmer.
“Do I want to know what you’re doing?”

He came back to her with a sly smile. “Just making sure we
get a good night’s sleep.” His hands settled on her waist, leaving the next
move up to her.

Maggie slid her palms up his firm chest, threading her
fingers through the sparse hair and up around his neck. “Then I’m afraid you
may have wasted the effort ‘cause I’m not counting on either one of us getting
much sleep tonight.”

With a low groan he scooped her back up in his arms and sat
on the edge of the bed with her on his lap. Their eyes met and time seemed to
stop as they saw each other as they never had before. Then she touched her lips
to his and time sped up again.

He held her head in place as his mouth demanded she submit
to his kiss. She parted her lips but it was far from submission as her tongue
snaked between his teeth. She teased his tongue into a game of give and take as
his hand skimmed over her body from neck to thigh. When his palm covered her
breast and lightly circled, the nipple instantly contracted and she felt him
smile against her mouth.

Perhaps if the whole day hadn’t been filled with sensual
arousal, if she hadn’t taken care of her own foreplay only minutes ago, if she
hadn’t seen his erection protruding from his perfect body, she might have
enjoyed a prolonged buildup, but the opposite was the case. She felt the
unmistakable twitch of his expanding cock beneath her bottom and determined he
wouldn’t mind if she moved things along.

Slowly breaking the kiss, she rose from her sideways
position on his lap to straddle his thighs. Then she pulled her jersey off and
dropped it on the floor. His murmur of appreciation accompanied the movement of
his hands from her hips up to cupping her full breasts.

She arched her back as his lips caressed one then the other.
His tongue traced each areola before sucking the peak into his mouth. Between
his tongue, his teeth, his lips and the kneading movement of his fingers, he
quickly drove Maggie to a brink and he hadn’t even touched the place pulsing so
strongly for his attention.

Shifting her hips closer, she pressed her cunt against the
rock-hard organ straining to be free of its confines. She expressed her
admiration as her fingers slipped through the opening in his boxers and brought
his penis out to play. His mouth stilled on her breast as she closed her fist
around the shaft. And when she eased the loose, uncircumcised skin down and up,
his breath caught with a gasp.

His reaction was more exciting than she could ever have
imagined. Her thumb brushed over the tip and spread the drop of pre-cum she
found there.

With a sound that was more of a growl than a groan, Noah
swiveled them both around so she was lying on her back and he was stretched out
at her side.

“I had no idea you were part she-devil,” he whispered into
her ear right before he caught the lobe between his teeth.

She reached for his sex but he placed both her hands above
her head then blazed a trail of little nips and kisses down her neck, between
her breasts and over her abdomen. He took his sweet time pulling down her
shorts, tasting a bit of each inch of skin he bared, all the way down to her
toes.

Each caress and nibble was a bit of torture as her clitoris
swelled with need and her pussy got wetter and wetter in readiness of his entry
but still he made her wait as he kissed every one of her toes.

“What pretty feet you have,” he murmured, trailing his
fingers along her arches.

Her toes curled from the ticklish sensation. “Noah, please.”
She stretched her hands toward him. “I want you.”

He quickly kissed each big toe then grinned in a way that
said he knew something she didn’t. She was left with no choice but to watch him
rise from the bed, remove his shorts and get a condom out of the nightstand
drawer. She wasn’t sure how that made her feel but he immediately put her mind
at ease.

“No, I wasn’t counting on this. But I tend to be an
optimist.”

His cock was stiff and ready for action and as he unrolled
the condom it seemed to get even bigger. He crawled between her legs and bent
her knees. When his thumb stroked her clitoris, her back arched in response.

“Beautiful,” he said. “Everything about you is simply
beautiful.” His head dipped down as his fingers parted her nether lips.

She moaned aloud at the first slow upstroke of his tongue
along her clit. He gave the bud a slow, long suck then nipped it with his
teeth. He circled it with his tongue then sucked and nipped again and again
until she was whimpering with need. She couldn’t stop her hips from tilting up
and down against his mouth, seeking the relief he seemed to be holding from
her.

Suddenly he pushed two fingers into her vagina and scissored
them back and forth while he pressed his mouth hard against her outer flesh.
She cried out as she was swept up by an incredible wave of orgasm.

Even as her vaginal walls pulsed with the after-tremors of
that first wave, Noah drove his cock into her body. The shock of his filling
her so abruptly and so completely was unlike anything she’d experienced before.
He slid out and rammed forward again, reaching so deeply, it made her feel as
if it were her first time with a man. And yet it wasn’t nearly enough. She
wanted everything he had to give her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her hips to
bring him deeper still. She tightened her hold and he picked up the pace and
power of his strokes until he was hammering his mound against hers. She could no
longer tell where his body ended and hers began. There was no room, no world
beyond the two of them, riding a hurricane to shore.

It seemed she could not survive such a cataclysm but she
didn’t care. She definitely could not survive if he stopped. The landing
finally came with a violent roar and unstoppable quaking of wave after wave of
pleasure.

Maggie had no idea how much time passed from that moment
until she was fully aware of Noah lying partially on top of her, breathing
softly into her ear, clearly sound asleep.

All she knew was she had never been so sure of being in the
right place at the right time in her entire life.

* * * * *

Maggie was awakened by voices in the living room. Noah’s
side of the bed was cool as though he’d been up for a while. For a second she
worried she had overslept on her first day of work but the clock showed it was
not quite 8:00 a.m. Not sure who he was talking to out there, she decided to
use his bathroom rather than cross through to her own. She hurriedly showered
and used the toothbrush and paste provided in the hotel’s big basket of
toiletries. Fortunately, her short haircut allowed her to simply tousle and
air-dry. Her clothing options however were limited to her unflattering
nightwear or the fabulously plush white robe hanging on the back of the
bathroom door. The breast pocket bore an elegantly embroidered green and brown
palm tree with the name of the hotel in gold script. She bet the identification
increased the odds of it getting taken home by guests. She wrapped herself in
the big robe and stepped back into the bedroom.

“Good morning,” Noah said with a bright smile.

He also seemed to be fresh from a shower. His black hair was
wet, with one stray curl on his forehead and his face was shaved clean. She
felt a flutter start in her stomach and settle in her vagina. Dressed in worn,
fitted blue jeans and a just-snug-enough t-shirt, he was standing by a large
room service cart covered by white linen and laden with silver-covered plates,
a coffee service, pitchers of juice and a vase holding a single, magnificent
lavender and pink orchid. It smelled wonderful but if she had to choose between
Noah and the lavish breakfast offering, the food would lose.

He crossed the room and pulled her into his arms. His lips
pressed softly to hers. “Mmmm. You smell good enough to eat. Again.” He kissed
her more thoroughly as if to prove his statement.

She felt her cheeks warm as her mind registered his
innuendo. This…familiar teasing between lovers was new to her but she already
liked it. Though the kiss ended, he continued to hold her in a loose embrace.
She looked up at him and asked, “How long have you been awake?”

“A couple hours. I don’t need a lot of sleep but I didn’t
want to wake you so I went down to the fitness center, worked out and used the
shower there.”

“And ordered breakfast for a half-dozen people.”

He shrugged. “I have a healthy appetite and guessed that you
still do too.”

“Aha. So you did notice how much weight I’ve put on.”

He squeezed her ass with both hands. “Not so much noticed as
appreciated. In fact, last night I remember thinking you could afford to put on
a few more pounds.” He gave her another squeeze for emphasis.

She pushed at his chest and he released her. “Liar. Anyway,
it smells wonderful and I’m starving.”

“Good. Get back in bed—which is where I had hoped to find
you—and I’ll serve.”

Minutes later he had set up a buffet across the bottom of
the bed and set a glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice and a cup of coffee on
the nightstand next to her. At his insistence she put a little of everything on
her plate.

“Did you have any strange dreams last night?” Noah asked in
between bites.

“I don’t think so. Why? Did you?”

“I’m not sure. But I woke up with a jolt, like my heart was
given a jump-start. It was racing like I’d been having a terrifying nightmare
only I don’t remember any of it.”

“
You
have nightmares?” Maggie’s eyes widened. “I read
the beginning of one your books last night. If I hadn’t been so distracted
afterward I probably would have had some scary dreams for sure.”

He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. “You’re welcome.”

She tapped him on the nose. “I was referring to the girl in
the bathroom mirror. Your contribution was…something else entirely.”

“Hmmm.
Something else.
I don’t think I’ve ever had
such high praise.”

She tore off a bit of the cinnamon toast she was eating and
threw it at him. He picked it off his shirt, swallowed it and gave her another
kiss.

As expected, everything was very good, but the shrimp Mornay
omelet deserved a second helping all by itself.

As soon as Maggie had the last forkful in her mouth, Noah
began clearing away the bed picnic. For a while she had forgotten she was
supposed to be working. “Oh my,” she said. “I didn’t realize I was taking so
long. I’ll be dressed in a minute.” She practically bolted from the bed but he
stepped into her path.

“I don’t think so,” he said with a crooked smile and untied
the cord holding her robe closed.

She was held captive by the raw desire in his eyes as his
fingers slipped beneath the collar of her robe and slowly eased it off her
shoulders. The plush fabric slithered down her back and off her arms to puddle
at her feet and leave her standing naked before him.

“Since you had trouble describing how I helped distract you
last night, I thought you must need a little reminder. So tell me, Maggie, what
would you call this?” He held her shoulders as he angled his mouth over hers
and made love to her with his lips and tongue until her knees grew weak. He
kissed his way across her cheek and nipped her earlobe and neck and licked the
hollow of her shoulder blade.

When more than a second passed without further attention,
she opened her eyes to see him looking at her with a questioning expression.
“Oh, I, uh, I’d call it…intoxicating.”

“I like that word. How about this?” His hands grazed down
her arms to her fingertips then traveled up her thighs and stomach to her
breasts. He lifted one mound in each hand and lowered his head to kiss her soft
flesh from one side to the other before taking one peak into his mouth,
swirling his tongue around the nipple and giving it a strong suck. When he
released the one and moved to the other, Maggie had to grasp his forearms to
remain standing.

He withdrew his mouth. “And that?”

She sighed. “I think…bewitching.”

He chuckled. “That one’s very good too but I bet you can
still do better with the next one.”

She knew where he was going even before he knelt at her feet
and clutched her bottom. She gasped as his mouth tickled and teased the lips
then nuzzled between. Lolled into his lazy pace, she gasped when he ravenously
attacked her cunt. He gave her no chance to prepare for the rapid flicking of
his tongue against her clit. And yet her body welcomed his assault with a gush
of cream that he greedily lapped up and delved for more.

“Dear god, Noah, please…”

“Call it,” he mumbled against her pussy.

“I…I call it…ecstasy. Need.
Hunger.
And if you don’t
fuck me in the next minute, I just might be calling this whole thing off!”

Laughing, he rose and let her undo his jeans as he kicked
off his shoes and yanked off his shirt. The instant his pants were off she
dropped to her knees, took his balls into her hand and his penis into her
mouth. Two can play the assault game, she thought and released him long enough
to ask, “And what would you call that?”